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May he who is afraid

of you be like you.

Gentlemen, don't.

Break them up, man!

Oh come on, calm down.

Why should I calm down, huh?

Why should I calm down?

- F*** off!

- But he's always like this.

- Calm down.

- Leave me alone!

Listen. Listen to me, I say.

He doesn't understand language.

Look what he did, that son of a...

Calm down.

Why should I calm down, huh?

Coming like this in the

middle of the night...

Alright, come on, calm down.

Don't be like him.

How could I be like him,

ignorant as he is?

You won't be here long. Calm down.

Calm down.

Just wait and see.

Sit.

Go on, sit.

What's your problem?

I understand about you, Bekir.

You're sick in the head and

you're never getting out of here,

you're nothing but trouble.

But what about you, Ouz?

You expect special treatment

because you're a short-termer?

- No, sir.

- Quiet!

Did I tell you to speak?

I'll show you both what

this place is all about.

Shame on you, at your age!

You should set an example for

all the other soldiers here.

I'm canceling all your leave

until the end of your service.

From now on, you'll come to me

whenever there's a job to do.

Collecting garbage, wiping sh*t,

windows, dishes, whatever.

All kinds of f***ed up jobs.

If you don't do it all.

I'll drop you at Wolf's Tooth

in your underwear.

What did you do in civilian life?

My father is an electrician

in Balgat. I'm working with him.

- I mean I was.

- Did he die?

He didn't die. I forgot him.

What does that mean?

I don't remember my life

before the service.

When I do, it feels like

somebody else's life.

Two years and eight months.

Punishments, desertions...

I'm a different man now.

So, can't find anything to say?

What?

Aren't you ashamed?

While millions of university kids

like you serve for a few months...

Don't waste your breath.

I could have paid, I didn't.

Good thing you aren't that low.

It's just five months, kid.

A third of what it is

for a normal private.

Are you three times more

precious than we are?

You moron,

I had the money and I had the

right but I wanted to come.

There can't be such distinctions.

The service has no price and if

it does, it can't be money!

Your fathers know

those in power, not ours.

Then came the short term service.

You even cried about that.

You cried like women, you fags.

Aren't you ashamed

when young guys

spend their best years with

assembly, the flu, and King TV.

And yes, dying too?

Aren't you ashamed of yourselves?

Hanging out in cool places.

F***ing foxes.

Studying, yeah, right!

- How old are you, Bekir?

- None of your business.

You're a few years

older than me.

- Now what?

- What are you saying, man?

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